We won’t talk. Even in the same house, we don’t talk.
When one enters the room, one of us leaves
This is all my fault…
I told my father, that I didn’t want a bond with him. I told my father, that I wished he died, in his recent car accident.
This is all my fault…
Our history has been lopsided
And now that he wants to fix things, I’m still holding on.
I told my mother, that since my dad suffered permanent neck injuries…that since his blood pressure meds stopped working, and that a heart attack is around the corner…adding on, he could barely stand up for long, without having trouble breathing or his feet swelling…
That I wanted to take advantage of his weak body and age, and finally get my revenge.
He’s sad now. This is all my fault…
*I Wish I Was Changeable ~ Sakari*
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